Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 28, Number 43, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 23 April 1898 — Page 8
THETEED SLIPPEB.
It was a clear, wavn flay In April, with* jfnst enough breeze to temper the ardor of the sun. Most of the ladies who bad ridden from Fasadcua had laid aside their raps, while they wandered with their escorts around Eu» le rock. This rock is a -titanic relic of long gono ages, which raises its uolitary back some 40 feet Into
She air from the valley to which it gives Its name, and is sitnatod about five miles from PasEidena. It is peculiar.in that it is ^ill alone at its post of duty, no other rock sentinel being near.
From tine point of view the rock presents an obtuse angle, and upon either face is a cave hollowed out by the action of water or the labor Of other natural masons. At ojittlo distance the caves bare tbo appearance of the spread wings of the national bird henco the name.
It is possible that the natural contour of the caves has been intensified by the chisel of man, as there is a legend that one or both of the cavities, at least the mora accessible of the two, was onco inhabited by an old recluse, but this seems to have been after the brigands and banditti, who early infested the country, had been compelled to retire.
On the summit of the bill is a venerable adobe, in a poor state of preservation, like the old and lamented missions of the church fathers, now so attractive to all true lovers of California.
The legends that bang about this spot are responsible for christening the adobe retreat Robbers' Roost.
The party in due time gained the summit and carried away either a flower or a stone as a memento of the occasion, one of the more susceptible members capturing a pieoo of the old adobe.
Returning home flashed with the harvest of the day's experience and filled with the magnetism of the sun, the company stopped at the house of a lady friend.
Before there bad been muoh time for conversation a gentleman of the party, whose bright black eyes, dark complexion and raven hair betrayed a trace of the Andaluslnn blood, with courtly bow, banded the surprised hostess a piece of the old adobe, saying, "A memento of our outing, senorita."
The blue eyes of tho fair hostess opened wider as she questionally took the crumbling relic. She was a comparative stranger in California and had never been in the section visited by her friends during tho day.
Sho hold the picca of adobe in hei hand for a fow momenta, when suddenly sho startled all present by exclaiming, "OhI" And immediately sho half sank into a chair. Passing her left hand across her lorehond, sho said half dreamily: "What a fine view! Why, it is indeed peculiar I I see ns readily and as easily aB though I wero upon the spot, but iny ayes aro closed. Tho sun shines brightly, and I seo a little plastered houso on a hill. A groat wide porch surrounds the house, which makes It look like a groat bird with widespread wings, for I seem to bo looking down upon the roof." Thoro was a brief pause, whon sho ngaln oxolaimod: "Oh, how dalntyl IIow swoot!"
By this tlmo all In the room had gathered around tho spoaker, who, half reclining, half sitting, in a largo oasy chair, seemed like one entranced.
For a moment tho hum of voices seemed to disturb Miss Allco, and she hesitated, but tightened her grasp upon the piece of adobo. "Hush!" commanded tho dark oyod gentleman. "Bo quiet." Then lowering his tone ho said gently, "What is it, Alice?"
A doop siloneo fell upon tho company, whioh was broken by Alice. "Oh, I seo such a boautlful creature!" •ho continued. "Sho is iiko a fairy, bub surely human being. Her dark eyes are largo and lustrous, with long, silky fringe and delicately arched brows. Her chocks Aro soft and plump llko a poach riponod by the sun. Her lips, half parted, reveal two rows of dainty tooth.' She moves llko tho breozo, quickly, but softly Now sho stands at tho edge of tho porch shading her eyes with ono of hor hands, upon tho long, supple, graceful fingers of whioh sparkle raro and precious jowols. Yes, she's Spanish surely. Her short, silkon skirts rustle in the air, changing color with every motion. Hor beaded bodico is of black velvot and over her shoulders is loosely thrown a black mantilla. Hor little feet aro lncascd in a dear little pair of Blippers with high red heels. Now she turns, Her oyea sparkle like diamonds. Oh, sho's gono!" "Ah! 'Coiuo back, come back! ho cried In grief,' quoted tho funny man in the corner, with a long drawn sigh. "Bostill," hoarsely whispered his neighbor.
Miss Alice drew ono hand across her forehead, clutched tho fragment hold In tho other and continued, scareely noticing tho interruption: "Thoro is a company of men in tho front room, whioh extends across tho ontlro house. They aro seated around a long table, eating and drinking. They aro dressed gayly like Mexicans or Spaniards, and all aro armed. Queer looktng knives and firearms are scattered over tbo room, and some one seems to have given an alarm, for many of them aro scurrying to Windows or loopholes In the walls com* mantling a view of tho road, from which a cloud of dust is rising."
Another pauso and then Allen said: "Everything is black. I seo nothing." Thoro was a rustle in tho room as some of tho ladles shifted their positions, and a murmur arose, which was silenced by a quiok, sharp glance of the dark complex loned gentleman, who raised his forefinger algnlfioontly.
Once more silence, and after a few moments Altoe resumed: "Yes, 1 see now. It is night and very dark, but there is a faint light. Yes, it comes from the flickering Xttysof a lantern whioh seems to be opened and shot alternately. It ia beginning to rain. "These are the forms of two or three men, black and shifting. They seem to be standing on the edge of a deep gorge or canyon, and behind them the outlines of the back part of the little plastered house serai wavering and unreal. The men have picks and spades. They are digging a hole. The lantern is now on the ground. Its light rests on a large box. They are dumping trinkets and Jewelry of all sorts into the hole. Many of the rings and pins are set with rare, spark hug jewels. A fiaah of a knife and the blade strikes a man under the arm. He tells backward down the chasm. Ugh I"
With tb« last utterance a shudder shook the speaker, and she stopped. The conversation now booaroe general and animated, followed by discussion more or leee earnest. Uw opinion prevailing that there is something mysterious in psyohometry daserving attention and more oarefnl batesligation.
Two of the gentlemen of the party were Impressed by the words of Alice, and from the love of adventure and novelty decided to visit the old adobe upon a tour of in-
vestlgtitioa, Probably the stories current about "Robbers' Roost," some of which they had heard, bad fired their imagina.tion and given the color of probability, or at leaat of possibility, to the words of their lady friend.
But whatever the motive It is true that the men at an early day secretly visited the ruins- with pick and spade and, selecting a spot which seemed to answer the description in their mind's eye, began to dig for the buriod treasure. But no gold, no silver or precious stones rewarded them.
Their se&irch was not entirely without result, however, for, much to their surprise and delight, tbey unearthed the remains of a dainty slipper with a high heel, which, to their heightened imagination, was red.
Contenting themselves with the trophy, tbey returned to Los Angeles. Some days afterward one of the men carried the slipper to Long Beach, at which place, he had been informed, lived an ancient Mexican who was familiar with all the old legends of southern California.
He found the man to be a veritable patriarch, as wise as he is old and as gentle as he is wise, for be still lives, and, if rumor is to be credited, he will soon round the century post without sign* of impending dissolution. But while the venerable Mexican was willing to speak be could talk but little English.
An interpreter was found, and with many digressions quite an interesting story was woven with the threads of memory and suggestion., 'M
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The aged man took the slipper carefully and tenderly. He examined it minutely, now brushing away some speoks of dirt and now stroking it caressingly. He turned it over and over, especially examining the sole and the threads which in places still held it to the "upper.** He remained Bllentalongtlme, but bis thoughts evidently were busy. "Yes, it is so, senor, the turn of the sole is the same. It was made by Mexican hands about the time I was a lad. It was probably worn by the divine senorita—she for whom more than one gallant has braved the poniard and, as I believe, more than one has found an untimely grave on the mesa or in the canyon, for the jealousy of Morilla was quick to kindle and tho reapings of his wrath as sure as tbo rising of the sun. Few had thb honor of a duel, but all alike felt the descent of his vengeance. Ho was as handsome as tho prinoe of darkness and twice as wioked, as graceful as the doe and as brave as tho lion, ounning as tho fox und wise as tho serpent, chief of tho maraudoring band that onco held this section in fear and trombling—fear for their flocks and gold, trembling for their women—and yet, strange as it may seem, many wero the oots of courtlinosa. and generosity which tbey sometimes bestowed upon the unfortunate and desolate. The "Robbers' Roost," to whiib you refer, was the last stronghold tbey possessed in their neighborhood. "Tho senorita whose slipper you have found was said to be the niece of Morilla but, I doubt not, they boro a more tender relation to each other. Tho senorita was as beautiful as the dawn and as proud as a quoen. Her word was law with the robber chieftain. "As the robbers grew bolder tho situation grew more aggravating to tbo settlers. Still the Americans kept coming, the town kept incroasing in population and as tho city grew the settlers pushed more upon tho ranches until at last the ranohers determined to declare war upon the banditti, thus stopping the predatory incursions. But it was a long time before any hoadway was made. Law was slow to mako its woy into ttt^defiles, whore the mountaineer was as much at homo as other wild gamo, and he poised upon the peaks as secure as tho oaglo in its uorio. Many times and oft the settlers organized search parties, but old Father Timo.was a better marksman than tho Americans. "Ono by ono the bold outlaws fell a prey to their own passions, and, woakened by internal dissonsions, they were driven (ar thor into tho mountains. "Ono day in April tho last remnant of tbo band was surprised at a carousal in broad daylight. Several of tbe banditti woro killed and tho divino senorita cap tured and held as a hostage. The settlers know that Morilla would return if the maiden rontaincd in tho vicinity, so they lay in wait. In about a month be did return at night and, tying his horse in a eucalyptus grove, venturod into the adobe, which was guarded. "Ho was takon prisoner, and without moro ado a lasso was placod around bis neok, tho intention being to tramplo and drag him to death at tho heels of horses. Providence ordained that ho should meet his death otherwise. Morilla possessed a fine horso, a graceful, sonsitivo, nervous animal, fleot, but strong. His dappled, glossy coat was like silk, and his delioate neok, slightly arched under tbo restraining bit, indicating his flory disposition, yet ho was troctablo to tbe firm hand of his master. Morilla loved his horso almost as muoh as bo did tbo senorita, and it was of his horse that ho thought when he saw his impending doom. Ho asked tho privilege of a farewell caress of his beast. The men of that day were as fond of their horses as of their wives, and, appreciating tho animal, tbey gave the desired permission. Morilla stroked and patted the velvety nose of his steed, and the horse gave evidenoeof almost human intelligence. At last Morilla threw his arms around the horao's neok and, drawing the animal's head downward, whispered something in his ear. Almost Instantaneously tbe horse rose on his hind legs, and at the same time Morilla swang himself into the saddle. The horse fought like a demon, pawing the air with his fore feet, whioh were shod with light, but sharp shoes. Several men fell before his wild assault. "In an instant be had broken through the crowd of armed men. Then like an arrow from a bow he shot down the steep road. Tbe baffled ranchers were desperate and all pity died before their hot anger. They shot the horse under the rider, and Morllla's neok was broken by the falL "There was great rejoicing in the country at large because of the fall of tbe dreaded chief, but more tiuua one heart was sad. People whom ho had befriended mourned his departure."
Tears stole from tbe eyes of the ancient man and trickled down his swarthy obeek. He was sUont then he slightly raised and gently stroked the slipper which be bad retained In his band and continued: "The senorita died youug. Her heart was broken, and here you have brought me her slipper. Well, I, too, will soon pass beyond.'* —William Thane In Cincinnati Commer* clal Trihua*.
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Deshabille can be impressive, as we learn in a letter of Charles Dickens to the late James T. Fields, the American publisher. Dickens wrote: "I dreamed that somebody was dead. It was a private gentleman-and a particular friend, and I was greatly overcome when the news was broken to me (very delicately) by a gentleman in a cocked hat, top boots and a sheet. Nothing else. 'Good God,' I said, 'is he dead?' 'He is as dead, sir,' rejoined the gentleman, 'as a doornail. But we must all die, Mr. Dickens, sooner or later, my dear sir.' 'Ah,' I said, 'yes, to be sure. Very true. JBut what did he die of?' Tbe gentleman burst into a flood of tears and said in a voice broken by emotion, 'He christened his youngest child, sir, with a toasting fork.'
Some sensitive men refnse to appear en deshabille on any terms. "There was a lovable English olergyman," says Mark Twain in "A Tramp Abroad," "who did not get to table d'hote at all. His breeches bad turned up missing, and without any equivalent. He said be was not more particular than other people, but he had noticed that a clergyman at dinner without any breeches was almost sure to excite remark."
The completest deshabille is obtain able in the tropios. The late Henry Drummond once wrote home from cen tral Africa that he had nothing on but a helmet and three mosquitoes. Sydney Smith, who was the first man to pray in August for tbe power to take off his flesh and sit in his bones, described the height of bliss attainable by a Sierra Leone native to be sitting in one-half of a melon, with the other half on his head, eating tbe pulp.—Cornhill Magazine. 'i 7
Grant and Mrs, Newton.
Summer Hill, olose to Studley, Va., is a very interesting place, built over 100 years ago, and was the arena of much active warfare about the year 1862. Mra Newton resides there, the widow of Captain William B. Newton, a scholarly gentleman and brave commander of cavalry in General Fitz-Hugh Lee's brigade, who was killed at the battle of Culpeper Courthouse. Summer Hill was taken for headquarters by General Grant, and there he held a council of war with General Hancock and General McDowell. General Grant toJd Mrs. NeWton he was expecting an attack, and that a battle would be fought under her very roof tree and added: "I advise you strongly, madam, to go over into JSing William oounty with your little children. I will be glad to furnish you an ambulance and safeguard to cross tho lines." --v.
She answered: "No, I prefer to stay here. This old home is all have lpft, and if its fate is to fall down it will have to fall on my head. I can put tbe ohildren down in the potato cellar, and, general, if you should get scared when the firing begins you oan go down there with them.'
General Grant laughed heartily and said: "Havj your own way, madaiu. You are brave enough." After the war was over he inquired very particularly of her and expressed tbe hope that she oame out all right. —Boston Transcript.
Father to the Man.
The philanthropist had argued vehemently for altruism as the only right principle of conduct, and we were both pretty cross when I at last declared that egotism was the more natural and cited children as examples. Then he smiled. He has a houseful and his affection for them is so consistent with his profes sions that he could not help throwing logic to the misanthropes by furnishing this perfect example of the truth of my contention: "The other night," he said, "my baby was sick, so my wife brought him into our bed. He fell asleep very quickly then, but I lay awake for an lionr or more. Suddenly I felt tbe child turn, start and sit up. It was tbe first time in his life that he had experienced total darkness, for in the nursery the gas is kept dimly lighted all night. I was curious to see what he would do. I felt him throw himself about by quick, sharp jerks, looking first one way, then the other, trying to see something. There was nothing left in existence for the ohild, of course. The room had vanished, mamma was gone, papa, the earth and the heavens—all bad disappeared. But the baby didn't cry. He sat perfectly still for a minute, then he saiu aloud, as if with oomplete self satisfac tion: "'Baby all right.'"—New "York Commercial Advertiser.
What Moved Tennyson.
When Tennyson was offered the lau reateahip, he took a whole day to conaider, and a. last wrote two letters, one accepting, one refusing, and determined to make up his mind after a consultation with his friends at dinner. He said, "In the end I aocepted the honor because during dinner Venable told me that if I became poet laureate I should always, when I dined out, be offered the liver wing of thefowL" The imme diate result of becoming poet laureate was that poems and letters poured in, and Tennyson writes: "I get such sfcoals of poems that I am almost crazed with them. The 2,000,000 poets of Great Britain delnge me daily with poems. Truly the laureateship is no sinecure. If any good soul would by way of diversion send me a tome of prose!" —San Francisco Argonaut.
Tbe green ants at Australia make nests by bending leaves together and waiting them with a kind of natanl glue. Hundreds have been seen on one leaf drawing it to the ground, while an equal number waited to reoeive, bold and fasten it
In the Cluny museum ia a pair of •hoes made of jrellow silk once belonging to the famous Marquise de Pompadour, and are tbe identical pair die ia depicted as wearing in tbe pastel portrait of ber which hangs in the gallez7 of tbe Lr*n«.
TEERJ3 HAUTE SATTJRDAT EVENING MAIL, APRIL 23, 1898.
En Deshabille
r~. Byron* Swift said, "No wise man ever married. Byron's marriage was an act of lunacy. The very manner of its beginning was insincere and theatrical. His friends had been urging him to marry, so he wrote two proposals—sort of "sealed tenders"—and sent them to two young ladies. One of them declined, tbe other accepted. Naturally Byron married the latter. The rest is known, and for this part of his life has the poet suffered strongest criticism. It did not die with his death, but the evil that he did lived after him, while the good was seemingly "entombed with his bones. The world holds as most potent proof of his insincerity that he made bis wife's existence a purgatory, finally drove her from his bouse, even refusing to shake hands with her at the last good by, and then wrote:
Fare thee well, and, if forever, Still forever fare thee well! Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. These words were set to musio and sung with tears by young girls all over the English speaking world, who felt that Lady Byron was a hard hearted, wioked wretch to so desert her grief crushed husband. In fact, tbe poor lady never saw the verses until she beheld tbem in print and read with astonished eyes:
Fare thee well! Thus disunited,
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Torn from every nearer tie, Seared in heart and love and blighted, More than this 1 scarce can die! At the same moment this singer of pathetic songs was alternating between "bearing tbe pageant of his bleeding heart" through Europe and consoling himself liberally with Miss Jane Clermont.—Chicago Times-Herald.
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Fatigue of Metals.
Grasp in both hands a strong wire or iron rod and bend it backward and forward for a certain length of time and it breaks from what scientists call fatigue. In other words, it is unable to stand the strain of the violent expansion and compression to which tbe particles are subjeated. Much attention has been given to this subject, and tbe fatigue and exhaustion of metals prove to be most interesting topics.
It is, however, demonstrated that if tbe movement of the moleoules ceases before the breaking point is reached the metal may recover. Fatigue in metalr is cured by rest, as is that in human beings. Sometimes it requires years of inaction to bring these metals baok to their normal state. Edged tools are greatly improved by putting away. Almost every one is familiar with the fact that razors become after a time almost useless. If tbey are put away and allowed to remain untouobed for a period of years, they recover their vitality, so to speak, and may be even better than they were originally. Carpenters and workers who use fine tools would find it of great advantage to keep duplicate sets, one of which might be put away to rest while the other was doing service.—New York Ledger.
Whence Came the Gordons?
In
tbe absecoe of definite data one is left to ground a theory of the initial in spiration of the Gordons on the undisputed tradition of their Frenoh origin In the department of Lot, in the southwest of France, there is a townlet of 8,000 souls, still known, like the Kincardineshire fishing village, by the name of Goordon. France believes to this day that Gourdon is tbe seat of a great bidden gold treasure which King Glovis buried there in 511. A cbanoe find in 1842 gives some credence to tbe belief. At any rate it might be taken as symbolic of tbe gift of the race of men which Franoe made to this country.
Tbe province of Aqnitaine, in whioh Gonrdon is a tiny dot, was jnst the plaoe to breed a hardy, adventurous race, for it bad long been tbe battleground of southern France, swept by successive hordejipfrom the north. As early as tbe eighth century a duke of Gourdon was constable of France, and the town touched English history when Richard tbe Lion fell at Ohalus by the band of a soldier called Bertram de Gonrdon.—Blackwood's Magazine.,
Accommodating Road.
A bit of dialogue reported by Tbe New Jamaica*affords a good specimen of tbe dialect of tbe island, and at the same time shows the weakness of tbe native judgment in regard to distances.
How far is it to Oberry Garden?" "Na too fas, maastah." "Thank yon. Where does this road go?" 'E go webevah you wansteh go, aab.". ft-" 4 f*
Accomrriddatibgroad." "Yessah, anywhere you wish, es "Does it go to Hope Garden or Constant Spring or Mona?"^*^,!^^,4 "No, sah, none o' dem places, sab. It jis' goes webevah yon wants to go, sah, an 'tain't toofaa."
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VIA
Vandalia Line and St. Louis.
On Tuesdays and Saturdays of each week this elegant train of Pullman sleeping and dining cars, barber shop and bathroom, library and observation cars will run through via Texarkana and ElPaso, to Los Angeles and San Francisco. -Maids in attendance. All the comforts of home while enroute. Only one change of cars from Terro Haute and that In the palatial passenger station at St. Louis. Sleeping car reservations cheerllly made on application to the undersigned.
Further Information cheerfully furnished on application at City Ticket Office, 65i Wabasn ave., Telephone 37, or Union Station
GEO. E. FARRINGTON, General Agent.
Knickerbocker Special.
THIS FAMOUS TRAIN
VIA
BIG FOUR ROUTE
—-FROM
TERRE HAUTE
TO
NEW YORK, BOSTON, MONTREAL,
BUFFALO,
INDIANAPOLIS, CINCINNATI, WASHINGTON.
Finest and fastest regular train between Mississippi River and Eastern Seashore over .test system of transportation in the "arid—tbe Vanderbilt Lines.
Stops allowed, at Niagara Falls, Washington, Philadelphia and Virginia Hot Sjmngs.
This train goes Into tbe only depot in New York City. E. E. SOUTH. General Agent.
& E. I. R. R.
3.90 to Muncie, Ind.
R. D. DlOOM. Ticket Agent* Union Depots
KFTUEN
April 20th and 30th. Good returning until May 3d. ONLY ONE NIGHT ON THE BOAD TO
DENVER VIA CHIC AO O.
J. R. Corjri£LLT, Gen'l Agent. 10th and Main.
DR. R. W. VAN VALZAH, a
Dentist,
Office, No. 5 South Filth Street
